Countdown to My Divorce (Rachel and William) novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149

Tyler turned his head slightly and asked, “Why were you late today? William said he called you several times but couldn’t reach

you.”

Rachel felt that he was acting like some strict parent questioning a kid who hadn’t come home the night before. She didn’t bother hiding it and just told him the truth.

“I saw a cat get hit by a car on the way here, so I took it to the vet. Luckily, it made it. The vet said if everything goes well it should be able to go home in a few days.”

“So, are you planning to adopt it?”

Tyler’s question made her pause. She actually hadn’t thought that far ahead. “I don’t know yet. I’ll see if anyone else is willing to adopt it. If not, then yeah, I’ll take it home.”

“You’re allergic to dust, but not to cat fur?” Tyler had frowned slightly without either of them realizing it.

She looked at him in a startled manner. “How do you know I’m allergic to dust?”

Even Tyler himself was caught off guard. He hadn’t even realized he’d said it until it was already out of his mouth. But he recovered quickly and came up with an excuse.

“Your mom mentioned it once. She said you’ve had that allergy since you were little.”

“Oh wow, sounds like my mom really told you everything.”

Tyler didn’t deny it. “She told me a lot. She said you watched way too many teen dramas growing up. One time, you randomly grabbed some boy at school and declared you were gonna marry him.

“And when that boy turned you down, you dragged me in front of everyone and said ‘this is my future husband, and we’re gonna have ten kids together-“”

Before he could finish, Rachel covered his mouth. Her cheeks and ears turned red with embarrassment. She glared at him. “Stop! When did I ever say I wanted you to be my husband and have kids with you?”

Tyler didn’t try to remove her hand. It was soft, and he didn’t seem to mind the contact. He just lifted his chin slightly, gesturing with his eyes toward the road to remind her that he was driving.

Rachel thought about the time they had raced cars with Howard. For the sake of her own life, she decided to behave. But before pulling her hand away, she warned him.

“Don’t make stuff up again.”

She finally let go.

Tyler gave her a sideways glance and raised an eyebrow, “You covered my mouth. That means I was right. You remember it pretty clearly, don’t you?”

Rachel shot him a glare. “Nope. Don’t remember a thing.”

While they were still talking, the car reached the entrance of the estate. Tyler’s parking skills were smooth and precise. There was none of that cautious, inch–by–inch reversing some people did. He parked perfectly in a single attempt.

Rachel was still staring out the window, dazed, when Tyler gave her a look as if he could read her mind.

“Don’t be envious. Natural talent like this can’t be taught.”

She snapped out of it, naturally rolling her eyes at his unshakable arcissism. The more he praised himself, the less she wanted to give him the satisfaction.

“I wasn’t admiring your parking.”

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